"Swoosh..."

The giant boat accelerated its upward speed, and the arc in the air formed a semicircle from the outside to the inside. At this time, the giant boat was close to turning, and the bottom of the boat was completely facing the sky. All monks leaned on the huge inertia of the flying boat, and could barely maintain their body shape.

“Ga…”

The "Drive Boat" flew to the highest point, and the boat completely flipped, almost flush with the ground. At this moment, the giant boat suddenly slowed down, and the hull seemed to be unable to withstand the huge impact, making a crisp "crunching" sound.

The monks in the boat could not sit still. At this moment, they rushed down with big heads, without inertial support, and fell down involuntarily. Even the monks in foundation building had to get up, grab the legs of the table and back of the chair beside them, and keep their bodies from being thrown out of the boat gang.

The disciples of the spirit gathered were even more unbearable. They had been tortured to the point of being meaty and vegetable. At this moment, they were all supported by instinct, and they were "hanging" in the air like salted fish. If the monks had not had the special physique and extraordinary strength, they would have fallen from the sky and fell into meat pie.

Only two people were left on the boat and were calm and unanswered by the "change".

One is naturally Yin Xuefeng, who is "Yi Shenzong". He didn't know what method he used, and his feet were "nailed" on the boat like roots, without moving at all. The remaining one is Jing Hua, who is both spiritual and martial, has a strong body, and can support body balance by holding the foot of the table with one hand.

Yin Xuefeng was slightly surprised. He had observed the casual cultivators present before, but he did not find any martial arts cultivators. He did not expect that anyone looked gentle and elegant, but was following the "body refining". Thinking of this, he turned with one hand and adjusted the magic mechanism.

"Crunch...Cuckoo!"

There was a strange noise on the hull, and all the tables and chairs suddenly burst out, falling off, and quickly tore out of the hull. The casual cultivator relied on the firmware in the ship to maintain balance. After the tables and chairs collapsed, they fell down and fell out of the boat gang. The attached monk caught off guard and also "flyed" out.

At this moment, they were in a sky of thousands of feet high. If there were no other measures to respond, they would definitely die in the underworld. Between life and death, their reactions and cultivation were clear at a glance.

Jing Hua, Shang Peng Shou and seven others responded very quickly. The moment the table and chair cracked, they moved and changed positions, finding the nearby mast and fence to stabilize their bodies.

Two casual cultivators sacrificed their flying magic weapon and wanted to step on it and stay in the air. However, there seemed to be a magic array in the "From the Sky Boat". The flying magic weapon was limited and could not float in the air. Both fell downwards and dust. The casual cultivator immediately fell down the clouds and disappeared.

Jing Hua's mind was changing. Although the monk was stronger than ordinary people, falling from a high altitude would also be crushed to pieces. Even if the "Yi Shenzong" had other arrangements, he would never "not save him when he was dead." Thinking of this, he poked his left arm out and grabbed a fallen spirit-gathering disciple.

Shang Pengshou and another casual cultivator each reached out and grabbed the two fallen juniors. The four of them were left either had no time to look around or watched coldly, and did not reach for help. The number of people on the "Drive in the Sky Boat" dropped sharply by half. Including Yin Xuefeng, there were only eleven people left in total.

"Swoosh..."

The giant boat flipped again in place and returned to stability. More than a dozen casual cultivators were tortured and could no longer sit still. They stood up and looked at Yin Xuefeng.

At this moment, the gas engine suddenly fluctuated around him, and a long-bearded monk appeared in the air. He waved his left hand, his sleeves spread out, and more than ten figures flew out from inside, landing on the "Drive to the Sky Boat", all of whom had just fallen out of the deck.

"Puo! Puo! Puo..."

The casual cultivators either sat or lie down, their expressions were confused, and they seemed to have not yet woken up from the shock. Yin Xuefeng took two steps forward and bowed again.

"Do you fellow Taoists don't need to panic. That is the master of the sect, Master Yuanzhen from Tianze Peak. His unique magical power, "Sleeve Universe" can attack and defend, and is responsible for saving disciples. His actions just now are abrupt, but this sect is designed to test your mind and reaction. Don't worry, this sect will not judge disciples based on whether they fall down the flying boat. Everyone has the opportunity to participate in the second round of competition. Please be careful..."

Two casual cultivators had just fallen out of the flying boat and asked themselves that they had no chance to enter the sect and were about to make a few harsh words to find the scene. However, when they saw Master Hua Shen coming forward, they heard that they had not been eliminated, so they swallowed the complaints that had reached their mouths.

Jing Hua sighed secretly. Although the form is similar, the style of "Yi Shenzong" seems familiar, which is very similar to the interview "game" of a company in his previous life.

Although he did not know the assessment criteria, there were undoubtedly some casual cultivators who were eliminated. The so-called ability to participate in this round of competition was just the other party's rhetoric. There will be many "decent" methods later, which will make most monks retreat when they are in trouble.

The "Duankan Boat" continued to fly. The hull slowly descended and stopped at a misty mountain pass. Yin Xuefeng came to the hatch table, took out a pen, ink, paper and ink, and placed it on the stage.

"My fellow Taoists, after getting off the boat, I walked into the valley. Someone led you to your residence to prepare for the follow-up exam for this sect. Before leaving the flying boat, I would like to trouble you. Please write two candidates on the paper. One is recognized by fellow Taoists and thinks he should join this sect; the other is not favored by fellow Taoists and thinks he is not qualified to join this sect. Without further ado, please start with fellow Taoists ‘Xinyi’…”

Shang Pengshou stepped out and strode to the table. He pondered for a moment, then put the white paper into the wooden box next to the table. After Shang Pengshou got off the boat, "Xin Er" followed closely and lowered his head to write.

Jing Hua was so amused and laughed. He was reincarnated and reborn, and this scene happened in front of him again.

However, when applying for the job in his previous life, the investor asked the staff to evaluate them as the basis for their personnel performance. At that time, he was not very familiar with the world and gave the high score to the cute-smiling assistant, and the low score was given to the coquettish manager. The result was not surprising, he was directly defeated in the interview.

"Fellow Daoist Xin Ba, please..."

Jing Hua was pulled out of his "old memories" and saw "Xin Qi" quickly getting off the boat. It was his turn to step forward to judge.

The white paper is simple and clear, and the upper and lower parts are divided by black lines. The first one is written "winner" and the lower one is written "loser". Jing Hua did not hesitate and filled in "Xin Ba" in the column "winner" and the column "loser". He thought for a moment and wrote the words "Xin San".

A total of three foundation-building monks fell from the flying boat, and "Xin San" was one of them. After returning to the boat, he showed resentment and almost cursed.

Walking off the giant boat, Jing Hua slowly walked into the valley. Sure enough, there was a disciple of the spirit gathering, Marquis on the side of the road. Seeing that the "candidate cultivator" arrived, she nodded slightly and took the lead in front of her.

Jing Hua looked around. The surroundings were covered with white mist, and he looked down on the southeast, west and north. He was proficient in the arrangement of formations and felt the fluctuations of the aura, which was a trace left by the higher-level formations.

One in front and one behind, except for the rice balls around you, there was no other living thing. In the short time of tea, Jing Hua walked out of the fog and came to a cliff.

The mountain walls were densely packed with stone caves of different sizes. The female cultivator led the way to take Jing Hua into a stone house and bowed to salute again.

"Senior, please rest here for a few days. Later, this sect is ready and will send someone to inform you. One thing is crucial, please keep it in mind. There is a special person to cook for daily necessities. You must not leave here without permission."
Chapter completed!